Chapter 3945

"Can't believe you handled Kingpin just like that." The Punisher followed behind Schiller and said, "However, that group of Italians is indeed the strongest rival he has encountered in the process of rising. Without wiping them out, Kingpin will never be able to sleep well."

"It's a pity that Jigsaw guy ran away. But that's fine, he will die in my hands sooner or later..."

The Punisher walked to the car, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw the eyes full of horror on that scarred face in the back seat.

Jigsaw was tied up, his mouth was also sealed, and he was thrown in the back seat of the car at this time. He was shot twice, one in the chest and one in the abdomen, but it seemed that he had been treated for bleeding, and his life was not in danger, but he was obviously terrified.

Bruce, who was sitting in the passenger seat, leaned over and shook the gun in his hand: "Thanks for your gun."

"What did you do?" The Punisher looked at him and asked. And Schiller was already sitting in the driver's seat.

"Just like you said, aim, pull the trigger."

The Punisher looked at him deeply.

"Go to my base," he said, "Your place is too small, I'm afraid you can't stuff another living person. I still have some things to ask him."

Schiller turned the direction, drove in the direction pointed by the Punisher, and soon came to an underground air-raid shelter. After the car drove in, the space here was very spacious. Walking in from the hall outside, inside was a hemispherical space, filled with various workbenches and weapon racks.

"Cool." Bruce said while looking.

The Punisher carried Jigsaw, turned to them and said: "Take whatever you want. For the whole night, I might be staying with this guy."

"Thanks for your base." Schiller took down the sniper rifle and put it on the workbench, obviously wanting to make some adjustments. And the Punisher took Jigsaw to another room in the back, and soon low screams came.

Bruce looked back there and said: "What grudge?"

"Jigsaw killed his wife and children," Schiller said while adjusting the parts of the sniper rifle, "However, that guy is just a killer, the mastermind is someone else. He should be trying to ask for the mastermind."

Bruce sighed and said: "What about that Ultron? Any new progress regarding him?"

"Remember Simon Williams?"

"You mean that unlucky guy who was caught to do experiments?"

"He's not an unlucky guy; in other universes he has a name," Schiller's fingers paused and said, "Under normal circumstances, they call him Wonder Man."

"He's still a superhero? Then how could he be arrested and imprisoned?"

"If there were no Ultron, he would indeed be a superhero, and even one of the creators of Vision. But because the multiverse event interfered with the progress of this universe, I'm not sure if Simon is still alive."

Bruce heard his implication and said: "You mean, if there were no Ultron, Simon would become Wonder Man through this event?"

"Yes. Most universes' Wonder Men are born this way. Simon Williams was bailed out of prison by Hydra, became their experimental subject, and eventually lost his body in a not-so-successful transformation, becoming an ionic life form."

"And now this body was taken away by Ultron."

"Yes, the current Ultron is a combination of Ultron and Wonder Man. And it seems that Simon Williams' consciousness may no longer exist, leaving only Ultron. But what exactly happened, I'm afraid we must go to the laboratory to see."

After resting for a night, Schiller learned of Kingpin's new move through the morning news played by the recorder in the Punisher's base. He sent people to attack Manfredi's block, a large-scale firefight broke out on Long Island, and hundreds of police cars and helicopters surrounded the place tightly.

Schiller checked on Google Maps and found that the place Kingpin surrounded was just the residence of the Manfredi family, and it was far from the laboratory of Norton Experimental Science, which meant their opportunity had come.

Schiller immediately took his equipment and shouted to another door: "Punisher, get ready to go."

When the Punisher walked out of the door, he was covered in a strong smell of blood, but neither Schiller nor Bruce looked at him much. Until the three got into the car, Schiller asked: "Any harvest?"

"No, the real mastermind is very cunning and has never appeared in front of that fool. Looks like it will take more effort."

Schiller didn't ask much either, and fell silent. The Punisher suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Don't you think I'm very cruel?"

"I'm not a superhero," Schiller said, "If I advise you not to use torture, it's only possible because you can't ask for what you want."

"But you didn't advise me like that."

"Because I don't understand the grudge between you two," Schiller said, "I don't know what you want to ask, and I don't know if he has the answer you want in his head, so there's no reason to stop you."

"Sounds even more ruthless than me," the Punisher said, "Compared to what he did to me, what I did to him is not worth mentioning."

"Then I have plenty of reasons to advise you," Bruce opened his mouth and said, "First of all, from the smell of blood on you, it can be judged that you have created many open wounds on him, shed a lot of blood, which may cause him to lose too much blood, enter a state of shock, or even death."

"Although the two shots I gave him yesterday avoided the vital points, the bullets were never taken out of his body, which may trigger extremely serious infections, cause his body temperature to rise sharply, and die of high fever brought by infection."

"If you feel that there is still some valuable information in his head, then you'd better treat his wounds before leaving, otherwise when we go back, he might already be dead."

The Punisher shook his head and said: "He's not a firm person; I haven't done anything to him yet, and he said everything he knew. So his life or death doesn't matter."

Then the Punisher looked at Bruce and said: "You sound like you have a professional medical background."

"Not professional, just self-taught." Bruce turned his head back.

The car soon drove to Long Island. Because of the large-scale blockade and search, it was a bit congested here. Fortunately, the place where Norton Experimental Science is located is on the edge of Long Island, which is very remote, and no police visit, which is a good place for illegal experiments.

Schiller parked the car in front of a low white building. The sign on the gate was obviously changed not long ago, indicating that it had just changed to a new owner recently.

The Punisher watched Schiller drive the car to the gate like this; he wanted to stop him, but he had actually seen that this strange killer was not the type to be brave and fight, he actually tended to use non-violent means to solve problems, always only firing the key shot.

The car arrived at the gate, and Schiller took out an ID from his arms and handed it over. The moment the guard saw the ID, he opened his eyes in surprise, reached out and touched the steel seal on it, and after finding that there was no problem at all, he said: "Sorry, Agent, what are you doing here?"

"Of course it's an investigation. Someone reported that you are conducting illegal experiments here, and I was sent to investigate. If you don't believe it, call and ask, don't keep me waiting too long."

The guard hurriedly called the manager in the building, his tone a bit nervous. He said: "FBI, the ID is fine, should I let them in?"

Soon, the lifting rod blocking the gate was lifted. As soon as he was out of the guard's field of vision, the Punisher asked: "The ID is fine? Have you killed a policeman?"

"That guard is an old hand, the replaced name and photo couldn't deceive him." Schiller put the ID back into his pocket, drove the car to the parking lot, and then got out of the car.

He walked quickly towards the building, just bumping into a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, leading a group of people walking out in a hurry.

Schiller greeted them without avoidance, and flashed his ID: "FBI, Agent Rodriguez."

"Hello, I'm Frio, the manager of the Norton Experimental Science project team. Do you have a search warrant?"

"No, I'm not here to search today, otherwise I wouldn't have brought only two people." Schiller rolled his eyes impatiently and said, "Go to your office, let's talk in detail."

Frio took Schiller to his office. Schiller sighed and said: "Where is Zemo? Let him come to see me."

Frio was obviously stunned. Schiller seemed unable to bear it, raised his voice and said to him: "Let Baron Zemo come to see me! He poked the mess himself, I came to wipe his ass, and he even wants to hide and not see me?! Fuck him!"

Frio immediately realized something, and he hurriedly picked up the phone next to him and said a few words to the other side. Soon footsteps came from outside the door, and a man wearing a black and red striped mask walked in. Because he couldn't see his face, he didn't know if it was the first or second generation, and Schiller didn't care.

He just threw the ID on the table and said: "What the hell are you doing?! The FBI has checked up to you, and you don't even know any news?! "

This sentence of his, which took the lead, also stunned Baron Zemo. He looked Schiller up and down, found that he didn't know him, but the other party called his name as soon as he came, which proved that he knew this project was his industry, and he also took out the FBI ID, and heard from the guard that his level in the FBI was very high—where did this person pop out from?

"What the hell are you doing, Heinrich Zemo!" Schiller cursed, "When you left Germany, I told you to stop finding trouble for me!"

Hearing the name "Heinrich", Baron Zemo seemed to finally react. He said: "You are a friend of old Zemo?"

"Old Zemo?" Schiller paused and said, "You are not him? Then what are you to him? Son or nephew? Forget it, whatever."

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

"You are not half as smart as old Zemo," Schiller sneered and said, "You don't understand, then I'll tell you. They know what you used Norton Experimental Science to do, do you want me to say it more specifically? Was the Long Island power outage really caused by Electro?"

Baron Zemo's eyebrows gradually twisted. Schiller stepped forward again and looked at him: "Was Dr. Pym's disappearance really done by Doctor Strange?"

Baron Zemo was obviously a bit panicked; he took half a step back and then said: "How could you know?! No, they couldn't have found out, aren't the FBI all trash who only know how to eat donuts and drink coffee?!"

"Very good, then you wait for them to come and arrest you, and go explain to the donuts." Schiller grabbed the ID on the table and turned to walk out.

"Wait!" Baron Zemo called him and said, "Since you are here, we can cooperate, just like you cooperated with my father. Tell me who found out all this, and when they will come to find me."

Schiller turned to look at him and said: "You are still worried about the FBI? You damn fool! Do you think the Avengers will let it go? They are about to check here soon!"

As soon as the words fell, the roar of the machine engine came from above the laboratory. Baron Zemo looked up in horror: "Iron Man!"

And Schiller silently turned off his phone screen. And the Punisher saw that before the screen went out, a message was sent to a contact named "Spider-Man".